Touch’d by the pity he had felt before,
For her Sir Denys oped the Alms-house door:
“With all her faults,” he said, “the woman knew
How to distinguish - had a manner too;
And, as they say she is allied to some
In decent station - let the creature come.”
Here she and Blaney meet, and take their view
Of all the pleasures they would still pursue:
Hour after hour they sit, and nothing hide
Of vices past; their follies are their pride;